Le sigh.
“You see me in hindsight
Tangled up with you all night
Burning it down
Someday when you leave me
I bet these memories follow you around.”— Taylor Swift, “Wildest Dreams”
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Le sigh.
“You see me in hindsight
Tangled up with you all night
Burning it down
Someday when you leave me
I bet these memories follow you around.”— Taylor Swift, “Wildest Dreams”
YOU HAD ONE JOB, MORON. ONE! ONE JOB! ONE!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I say go find these three things, with this one specification, and put them all together in one “thing.” And if you have time, another “thing.”
And I said that knowing the second “thing” would never happen because LAZY MOTHERFUCKER OMG.
And I only asked for the first project because I know they are sitting around twiddling and I worked all day yesterday and I thought let’s share the wealth and make sure we all earn our money.
And now I have to go fucking do it anyway because they can’t read a goddamned e-mail.
I don’t need Trump. I just need the ability to fire people. Without worrying about getting sued because their pwecious widdle feelings got hurt.
ONE JOB. ONE!!!!!!!!!!!